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Handwritten with Love

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

There is something so romantic about pen to paper, watching your own calligraphy swirl around as thoughts bounce about in your head.

Nobody seems to write them anymore, and that makes me a bit sad, because in my opinion, they are such a beautiful (and dying) art form.

So, amongst all the party planning, and chaotic morning madness, I took a moment today to write a letter to my last participating pen-pal. My Grandfather is a widower living in West Virginia, who's been quite lonely since my Grandmother passed, and doesn't really have much these days (including a computer.) Sometimes I feel like these letters I write to him are just as much for me, as they are for him.

This actually made me tear up. Because I really feel you on how sad it is that we don't write one another anymore. There's something so special about writing someone a letter. It takes time, thought, and Love. What a beautiful gift for your grandfather. I'm sure it means the world to him. Thank you for inspiring me with this post! This makes me want to send a special little letter to someone who could use a little extra Love in their day :)